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Lansky Tha Alpha Dog

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On upon ah time not long ago
There was ah local rapper with ah killer flow
His rhymes where tight and he had something to say
And he loved his city in ah major way
He was born in the eighties, found rap as ah youth
And he knew right then what he wanted to do
Walkman on blast in ah world of his own
Studying all the masters with ah microphone
Used to sit in class writing rhymes
Waiting on the day he could drop his lines
Double X-L and Source magazines
Music was his passion his everything
He started with ah mic and ah couple of tapes
Wrote ah couple of songs but nothing great
Couldn't afford to record so he formulated ah plan
To perfect his craft and become the man
Doing dirt in the hood trying to stack some change
Homies catching bids had to flip his game
So he signed on the line and became ah troop
Served his country dreaming about the booth
Traveled the world and what it had in store
But his heart was at home in the West of Moore
Six years later and he was back to his city
Knuckled up and got down to the gritty
Enrolled in ah college to learn what he could
Haters kept laughing asking why he should
He paid them no attention stayed true to his dream
Cause he knew one day they would all believe
So he got down on the boards and he blessed the beat
Put the pen to the pad and he killed the sheet
Started it all with ah mission in mind
Never looked back and continued to grind
In every single song he rep'd for his state
While dudes from other camps were trying to hate
But he stayed in his lane and continued to hustle
Invested his worth and watched it double
Did his very first show and he rocked the crowd
Pro Tools sessions and The Time Is Now
Then he dropped Lone Wolf and had ah buzz in the Brick
They couldn't believe how this white boy spit
Caught them by surprise when he took the town
Took the best in the city and he made the Bound
He was building something special when he met K-D
His ace in pocket and the key to his team
He had talent in the lab and had passion for the game
And he knew some how they would know his name
Worked real hard and was making the grade
Was living for the music but didn't want the fame
He kept it humble and was loyal to his pack
They started getting noticed when they dropped ah track
Through his production and wouldn't ya know
Got ah little shine from the Throwdest in the O
Building up fans and had them all point down
Everywhere he went he was claiming SouthBound
Proving them wrong turning nothing to something
But couldn't see it brewing, ah storm was coming
Then the darkest days hit cause Blake was gone
In the blink of an eye it all went wrong
Said goodbye to his friend till they meet again
Cause it's all about the journey and life ain't the end
So he continued with his team and choked back his tears
Then SouthBound won group of the year
The streets were talking showing love for the pack
Ah bunch of hungry wolves that had his back
Constantly in the booth getting down on ah beat
With no time to sleep because he was living his dream
Had the momentum to put the O on the map
But had no idea there was poison in his camp
Whole lot of drama with ah snake in the grass
So he burned that bridge and left it in the past
He brushed it all off and kept it moving
On every single mix his skills improving
On the verge of doing something big
But he had to step back with the birth of his kid
He looked into the eyes of his baby girl
And he knew right then she had changed his world
So his focus had to switch he was ah family man
The pressure hit hard and dropped him where he stands
Had ah few health scares and no one cared
Looking for his team but they wasn't there
They turned they backs and left him all alone
With ah Mac full of beats and ah microphone
So he cut them off and got back to basics
Cause life was ah struggle and he had to face it
He cleaned up the pieces and rebuilt his house
Started to spread again by word of mouth
Brick after brick he slowly rebuilt
With ah point to prove another beat got killed
He learned from his mistakes and came back strong
Washed his hands of it all righted the wrongs
Doing it all alone he was back on his biz
Back on the beat he's back on the mix
He's back for the love he's back in the booth
Track after track doing what it do
Without the complications will he be able to excel
And claim the top spot only time will tell

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